When faced with a potentially life changing decision, would you make the “right” decision? At the start of the third quarter in eighth grade I applied to Foothill, In all honesty I did it just to make my parents proud. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, nor the slightest indication as to what “I” wanted. To be quite honest I still don’t quite know what it is I want. Apparently I’m the type of person that has to be told right from wrong. That being said “I’ve been told” that this school is where I belong, that this is exactly where I should be if I have any desire to go to college.

I had no idea I was going to Foothill until two weeks before school started. Prior to this I had already taken two semesters worth of classes at Buena as well as summer water polo practices which took up most, if not ALL, of my summer and I quickly learned I had a lot of friends at Buena. So therefore as you can imagine my heart was set on going to Buena. I was completely ready to take on the next four years and just make the absolute most out of them. Since the day I was born I have been an extremely social person. So naturally “friends” would seem like a priority, would it not? Definitely! Try being a teenage girl in this day age and maintaining healthy relationships. I wouldn’t say it’s not impossible but it sure as heck is no picnic! My friends mean the world to me without them I don’t know what kind of person I would be. I have to say at such a young age taking the mind over matter route, with such a long term commitment? It was quite possibly one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever had to make!

In my head I’ve set this image of myself in the future being someone GREAT! Not only that, but doing great things to back it up. That is why I’m here at Foothill because much like a five year old I’ve let my imagination run wild with this surreal image in my head. I see my parents and admire them for never giving up, being hard workers and being dedicated and committed to whatever they set their minds to. I’ve seen my Dad transpire form your everyday “Joe” in a cubicle to this highly sought after business owner with employees of his own and a logo that I see everywhere. This man along with my encouraging mother are the reasons why I’m at foothill. I think I owe it to family to do well in school since they do so much for me. In order to be successful in life you have to make sacrifices.

In the end my decision was obvious, I wanted to go to school that with proper work ethic would ensure a bright future. When you ask me the question of whether or not I’m happy at this school? Depending on who you are you’ll get a different answer. But in my head and with good intentions I’m thinking “Yes, yes I am!”